#1479-Bemused

Hazy skies,

Painted in light blue,

Carrying clouds,

Tinged with thoughts,

Wondering what to do.

Some rebel,

Descending into valleys,

Unwanted and unknown.

A rainbow appears,

Seemingly lonely and bemused.

Shall I melt,

Or wait for the blue?

Some days,

Even nature seems confused.

Then again,

Who really knows,

What nature wants to do.